Yin Meng picked up a fertilizer bag, but fortunately, she knew Xiao Yuan was having breakfast, so she didn’t open it. "Quite a refined interest." "There are indeed quite a lot of snakes in Nantong, easy to catch, but mostly water snakes, not as venomous as the ones from my homeland in the mountains." "Do you want to go home?" "Not really, I don’t have any family left there." That Yin Changsheng, probably still alive, but likely not in an immortal state. Or rather, from an ancient perspective, that state isn’t much different from being an immortal. That ethereal immortal concept is something that has developed over generations of artistic refining. "As for my ancestral land, to be honest, I do want to see it, at least to go there and pay respects to my grandfather." If Yin Meng wanted to go home to honor her ancestors now, she wouldn’t even know where the graves are. "I will go, and it won’t be too long." Li Zhiyuan finished his breakfast. Yin Meng got up to help clean up, but Li Zhiyuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks first and headed to the kitchen. In the afternoon, Tan Wenbin called through Aunt Zhang’s small shop, and Yin Meng went to answer it. The factory owner, after receiving tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks, invited Li Sanjiang to a vegetarian meal, estimating he would be busy until night. Tan Wenbin asked if Li Zhiyuan would like to join, to enjoy some fun together. Li Zhiyuan declined, and Yin Meng didn’t go either. In the afternoon, Li Zhiyuan sat on the second-floor terrace rattan chair, enjoying the breeze and the view. Yin Meng, on the other hand, got to work on her specialty. With pre-prepared planks, she began making coffins according to the drawings. Although with the promotion of cremation, coffin shops have gradually become a sunset industry, at least for now, as long as you make them and the price is right, you don’t have to worry about sales in the village. The elderly have a deep attachment to this. Some people, even after being cremated, want their urns to be buried in a coffin. Shitou, Hu Zi, and others, knowing Yuanzi was back, grouped together to visit and even brought some of their own snacks, stickers, and other small gifts that weren’t worth much, but they never came empty-handed, offering the best and newest things they could get. In the past, they were truly poor. It wasn’t that their family situation was that dire, but because the four uncles left their children with Li Weihan and Cui Guiying, fearing being taken advantage of, they rarely gave the children things, and pocket money was only received during the New Year. Now that grandma and grandpa were helping at Li Sanjiang’s place, and with no school to run at home, these younger siblings’ hands are a bit more free. At least they had the time and energy to bargain with their parents. Li Zhiyuan accepted their gifts, then, as before, led them to Aunt Zhang’s shop. Shitou, Hu Zi, and the others were excited, cheering with raised hands all the way, constantly bragging to their friends along the way. "Look, this is my brother Yuanzi!" "My brother Yuanzi is back!" "Brother Yuanzi is taking us to Aunt Zhang’s to buy stuff, huh huh!" This scene was something they anticipated coming over. Kids, they have an unusual fondness and expectation for people willing to spend money on them. Well, adults do too. Back in the days we all ate at grandma and grandpa’s, just to fill our stomachs, Yuanzi’s return from Beijing truly added a beautiful memory for them. Plus, Yuanzi was very generous. Grandma would secretly give him pocket money, but every time Yuanzi got some, he would take everyone to spend it together. Actually, the money wasn’t much, even if Li Lan sent it regularly, Cui Guiying couldn’t give the kids too much money. However, everything beautiful in childhood is magnified, and when they grow up, they will reminisce about it repeatedly because... growing up can be quite dull sometimes. Seeing Li Zhiyuan bring the Li family brothers and sisters over, Aunt Zhang also smiled. Li Zhiyuan let the brothers choose what they wanted, and he would pay for it. In the small shop, there wasn’t anything expensive to buy, and these little brothers and sisters knew not to take too much. The boys generally chose a kind of instant noodles that had Water Margin cards inside for collecting cards, which could also be used to play card-flipping games. The girls weren’t interested in this, but under the boys’ persuasion and deals, they also chose this kind of instant noodles, giving the cards to the boys. This pack of instant noodles wasn’t cheap for the kids. After getting it, even when Li Zhiyuan encouraged them to choose more, they didn’t reach out for anything else. Eventually, Li Zhiyuan had Aunt Zhang pack more snacks and hairpin butterfly ribbons for the girls, asking them to distribute them, sparking another wave of cheering from everyone. After settling the bill, Shitou and Hu Zi couldn’t wait to open the bags, pull out the cards inside, and compare who got which Water Margin hero, then immediately called out to other partners in the village, gathering in threes and fives to play card games. They would first stick the cards onto a wall and let go to have them fly down. The one flying the furthest could be picked up to hit other cards. As long as they flipped any, they would belong to the person who flipped them. Whoever had the most cards became the "tycoon" in the village, admired by the kids. Some children who lost could only stand silently on the side, opening the seasoning packet and shaking it hard into the instant noodle bag, chewing it dry while watching others play. Shitou even took out his own stock to offer Yuanzi, suggesting he join in too. Although he wasn’t much older than them, he consistently practiced fundamental skills, and his Qi Force was not small now. Moreover, he was good at controlling power; if he participated in this game, he would quickly become "wealthy."